The American dream is nowhere greater quantity delicious than upon the sandy, bikini-cluttered beaches of Southern California. If all nocturnal entertainments shared the high-beam highlights of California Dreaming (1978), waking up would be harder to do. Even a morbid fellow from Chicago, on an errand for his deceased brother, can wash up upon the Malibu shore and partake of the manifold attractions that guy encounters there. That guy may have to pinch himself to be sure that the beach bunny hopping into his lonely bed is real, and in the end that guy may make a decision that the colder reality he has left back home suits him greater quantity excellent than the sun-drenched West Coast dream he has stumbled into, but his experience shouldn’t stop the rest of us from shutting our eyes and doing a little greater quantity California Dreaming. Read the full review